Ying Zheng sized up the Soul Reaper, his eyes darkening slightly. "You've returned so quickly?"

I originally thought that the Soul Reaper would at least reorganize and gather his forces after returning, and it would take him at least a while before he could launch a counterattack.

But to his surprise, this guy moved so quickly that he was already waiting at the gate of the imperial city, which really shocked Ying Zheng.

The Soul Reaper's eyes flashed with cold light. "Such a great opportunity should be seized as soon as possible to put my mind at ease. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night because of all the complications."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jian snorted coldly, "An opportunity?! Do you even have the life to take it?"

The Soul Reaper wore a faint smile. "You're still as joking as ever."

As he spoke, his eyes turned slightly cold. "If I didn't have enough confidence, why would I be here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the minotaur flew out from the side, raising his giant axe high and bringing it down towards Wang Jian with a chilling aura.

This axe strike was powerful and aimed directly at Wang Jian's face. Its speed was incredibly fast, almost instantaneous, and it had already struck Wang Jian.

Faced with this sudden attack, Wang Jian reacted extremely quickly, raising his spear in an instant to block the axe.

"boom!"

The two forces collided, and a tremendous force surged forth. Wang Jian was so shaken by the brute force that he was forced back several steps before he could regain his balance by stepping on the ground.

Seeing this, the Soul Reaper was quite pleased with himself, staring at Wang Jian with a sinister gaze. "He is the Bull Demon King, one of the Four Demon Kings of the Underworld. How could he be compared to a mere mortal?"

Wang Jian's eyes darkened slightly. "The Bull Demon King? He does have some skills that far surpass yours!"

With just one strike, he could sense that the Bull Demon's combat power was on a completely different level from that of the Soul Reaper; the difference was significant.

Hearing Wang Jian's words, the Soul Reaper's eyes grew even colder. "Instead of wasting time talking nonsense here, you should think about how to survive!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Bull Demon appeared in front of Wang Jian, swinging his giant axe in a violent arc in the air before crashing down on Wang Jian with tremendous force.

Wang Jian's eyes darkened, and he raised his spear again to block.

"boom!"

A violent aura swept out, stirring up a fierce gust of wind that made everyone's robes flutter.

This time, Wang Jian firmly blocked the axe blow, his body remaining unshaken, like an unshakeable mountain standing in front of Ying Zheng.

Seeing this, the Bull Demon was also quite shocked. He did not expect that Wang Jian, a mortal who looked very old, could steadily withstand his attack.

Although the Soul Reaper had previously stated that Wang Jian's strength was not to be underestimated, he was still somewhat surprised when he actually witnessed this power.

Wang Jian let out a cold shout, then gripped his spear tightly and pushed it forward with all his might. A violent force surged out, causing the Bull Demon to be violently pushed back.

The Bull Demon landed, and before he could even catch his breath, his eyes changed slightly.

Wang Jian, who had just been standing in front of them, had suddenly vanished without a trace.

At the same time, a fierce killing intent suddenly came from above.

The Bull Demon looked up and saw that Wang Jian's figure had appeared above him at some point, his spear raised high and slashing down with a fierce force like a giant dragon rushing out, pressing down on him.

Sensing the power of this attack, the Bull Demon's expression darkened, and he dared not be careless in the slightest.

The Yin energy around him surged wildly, like a constantly flowing stream converging on the giant axe. Then he raised the giant axe with both hands and blocked the spear.

"boom!"

The spear crashed down onto the giant axe, unleashing a violent aura that surged forth like a tidal wave, whipping up a fierce gale.

The force crashed down, instantly shattering the ground beneath the Bull Demon's feet and forming spiderwebs that spread outwards.

Seeing this, the Bull Demon frowned, and the Yin energy around him surged wildly, converging towards the giant axe, trying to contend with Wang Jian's power.

Wang Jian gripped his spear with both hands, his gaze deep and unwavering. "I am a general of the mortal realm, and naturally I cannot bring shame upon it!"

"Therefore, kneel down before me!"

With a loud shout, his aura surged and converged towards the spear.

With that convergence of energy, the spear surged with power, like a charging beast, pressing down on the Bull Demon with unstoppable force.

Even though the Bull Demon fought back with all his might, his body began to slowly bend when faced with that incredibly violent power, showing signs of being no match for it.

Upon seeing this, the Soul Reaper's eyes widened. "How is this possible?!"

It should be noted that the Bull Demon King is one of the four great demon kings of the underworld, and his combat power is second only to the King of the Underworld. He can be said to be the ceiling of combat power in the underworld.

Moreover, he specializes in the unorthodox path and grew up in the underworld from a young age. The dense yin energy in that place is beneficial to his cultivation, and his growth rate is hundreds or even thousands of times faster than that of ordinary cultivators.

Not only that, he is also extremely talented, a born warrior.

From any perspective, the Bull Demon King should have the advantage, but he was defeated by Wang Jian, which is truly baffling.

Kneel down!

As Wang Jian's deep, cold voice rang out, the power on the spear surged, slamming down on the giant axe and forcing the Bull Demon to bend over and kneel on the ground.

"Boom!"

As the Bull Demon lost his ability to resist, his entire body slammed into the ground, the violent force causing the earth to tremble and dust to billow up.

Wang Jian leaped down in front of Ying Zheng again, his eyes coldly fixed on the Soul Reaper. "Demon King? Is that all?"

The Soul Reaper frowned. "Don't be so smug. The Bull Demon King didn't unleash his full power."

As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from the dust. The Bull Demon stood up again, his body began to grow larger, and endless energy surged around him, the wind he stirred up scattering the dust.

As the dust settled, the Bull Demon's figure gradually became clear. His body was as strong as a mountain, his horns grew larger and larger, and the yin energy surging around him became stronger.

He glared angrily at Wang Jian, "How dare you underestimate me? Are you prepared to face my wrath?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jian's figure suddenly appeared above him. Almost at the same time as his figure appeared, the spear, carrying a violent force, slammed down on the Bull Demon.

The attack came suddenly, and Wang Jian swung his spear with incredible speed, bringing the spear within inches of the Bull Demon in the blink of an eye.

By the time the Bull Demon realized what was happening and tried to defend himself, the spear had already landed on him.

"Boom!"

The earth trembled again, and billowing dust surged like a tide, engulfing everything around it.

Sensing the terror of this attack, the Soul Reaper stared wide-eyed at the billowing dust, his expression quite uneasy.

As the dust gradually settled, the scene inside became clearer.

The Bull Demon King lay on the ground, Wang Jian standing on his head with one foot, his eyes cold. "Do you have any stronger moves yet?"

The Soul Reaper's eyes widened. "How is this possible?!"